Hi guys! Here I am again bearing gifts wrapped in a neat little bow. haha. I promised a certain someone I'd post the story she requested (yes, you Megan heheh) but i need to tweak that a little more yet, so this may have to do for now. Can I just say quickly how thrilled and excited I am that there are still people out there reading and even some who are reviewing too. I honestly cannot tell you how much I love the fact that we're all still here keeping DL alive. I have so many stories on the go - some are even nearly completed and getting ready to be posted - that I hope we stick around for a while! I don't want to stop having fun with DL just yet ;). Anyway, enough with my soppiness. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! :)

Find your hands all over me; and then you bite your lip, whisper and say, "We're going all the way."

-The Other Side, Jason Derulo

Yawning heavily, Lindsay peeled one eye open and quickly blinked the other one open to access her current situation. Her face was pressed against Danny's chest; which was no surprise, but everything else was… questionable. She pulled her head up off his chest slightly and tried to figure out where she ended and Danny started. She peered over Danny and smirked at the empty bed on the other side of him. They'd apparently, throughout the night, decided o#n sleeping on the single bed together. Unintentional of course; but she figured that after their night of intimacy, their bodies craved just a little more closeness. Settling back down on his chest with a smile, Lindsay tangled her fingers through Danny's, already resting on his chest as he slept. She could feel him stir underneath her, and even though she felt a little mean waking him up earlier than what they needed to, she figured keeping to their routine wouldn't hurt all that much.

"You better have a damn good reason for wakin' up at the crack of dawn, baby." Danny's cracked voice vibrated underneath her cheeks, "Like you're ready for round five? Anything else and I'm gonna have to enforce round five as a punishment."

She giggled as she twisted in her position so that she was facing him. "We're hungry."

"Tell him to wait and go back to sleep."

"Easy for you to say." She implored. "It's not your stomach grumbling."

"Mine is grumbling… I just place sleeping higher in my priorities."

"Higher than feeding your pregnant wife?"

"I fed you last night."

"With food, smartass." She arched her eyebrow playfully as he cracked an eye open.

"Well this isn't what we had planned." He mused as he pulled her closer into his side. "I probably didn't need to kick off about the single bed like I did, did I? I mean look at us-" he gestured to the whole single bed on their left, untouched by either of them throughout the night.

"No, but it worked out kind of perfectly, don't you think? Is there a better way to wake up than like this?" She asked, looking up at him through her lashes.

"No," he shook his head. "I mean I would have said there's one thing that would make it better, but we're already doin' it so..."

"I'll bite, go on… what are we already doing?"

"Cuddling." He smirked. "What else could I possibly be insinuating?"

Lindsay shook her head. "You're such a liar."

"Alright, so maybe it was that we're already naked. Sue me."

"Ugh," she sighed, rolling her eyes as she did so. "You've perfected the art of killing a moment. You know that?"

"You've perfected being perfect. Do you know that?"

She was going to add a smart remark but before she could, she felt the baby kick for the very first time. She gripped onto Danny's arm and her eyes widened.

"What's wrong?" he sat up sharply. "Lindsay… what's wrong?"

"The baby kicked! He kicked!" she cried as she grabbed his hand and pressed it against her stomach excitedly as he kicked again she pressed his hand further into her stomach. "Can you feel him?" She squealed as she shuffled into a sitting position on the bed, joining him against the headboard.

"I can!" Danny implored as he laced his fingers through Lindsay's. "There's our little boy!"

"He's pissed you told him to wait for food."

"Or he's pissed about us keeping him up last night." Danny smirked at Lindsay as hooked a finger under a chin so that she was looking at him. Once they'd locked eyes, he pressed a soft, loving kiss to her lips.

"He's early to the party." Lindsay giggled. "Lucy didn't kick for another month."

"Yeah well she hasn't stopped since, so count your lucky stars."

"Count my lucky stars that he's a month earlier than Lucy was…? Danny, this probably means he'll be even more active than Lucy."

"Yeah but we can take this one to the batting cages and he'll be happy; Lucy is a complexed little thing with a whole bunch of wants and demands."

"And you think he's going to be any different?"

"Damn right he is." Danny smirked as he pressed a kiss to Lindsay's bare stomach. "God I love you."

"I think he loves you too, going off that fierce kick."

"I was talking to you." Danny looked up at her through his lashes. "But I love him too." He pressed another kiss to her stomach before moving away from her and settling on the bed. "How does breakfast sound?"

"It sounds like the best idea you've had so far."

After taking a long, extended shower (together) and getting dressed quickly, Danny and Lindsay casually made their way down to the lobby of the hotel where breakfast was being served. As they entered the lobby, hands clasped tightly, giggling in one another's ear, they spotted Flack, Jamie, Mac and Christine waiting to be granted entry into the busy breakfast room in the hotel. Lindsay squeezed Danny's hand silently, and they made their way over to their friends with big smiles on their faces. With a simple gestured wave from Danny to Mac, Mac nodded in Danny's direction and turned to the hostess and with some of Mac's fine powers of persuasion, he managed to wrangle a table to seat them all which had been a nice surprise. After being seated; they placed their orders for drinks, helped themselves to the breakfast buffet, and had settled with their choices for breakfasts at the table, Lindsay decided to announce the kicking she and Danny had experienced earlier in the morning. Christine, who had been sitting next to Lindsay had instantly launched her knife and fork across the table at Jamie and pressed her hand against Lindsay's stomach, smiling in delight… but the smile quickly turned to a frown when she felt no movement. Lindsay had explained it comes and goes in waves sometimes and that she was pretty sure he was currently sleeping.

Breakfast had passed with no kicks, but it was probably for the best anyway. It was nice to share with them, but it was also something she wanted to keep for just her and Danny to experience, and luckily their little boy agreed on that sentiment.

They'd decided against utilising their late check out; both secretly missed Lucy and even though they hadn't admitted it verbally, they wanted to see her before four o'clock. So they shoved everything they'd not used into the overnight bag with no organisation or folding methods; much to Lindsay's dismay and had checked out quickly. Danny had gotten the car from the parking garage, leaving Lindsay to discretely open up the suitcase in the lobby to refold everything he'd shoved in in his haste.

Once he'd picked her up, they'd started the drive back home with relatively quick speeds. The drive from the city to Staten Island had been a pleasant one. They'd listened to the radio as simple background noise, with Lindsay making flirty comments to get Danny all hot and bothered, to which Danny then took to the next level and had more or less talked Lindsay into a passion filled stupor right over the bridge.

Which led them to where they currently were.

"I'm not enjoying this position," Danny whispered against her lips as he threaded his fingers through her hair. "The console's in the way."

"Well it isn't exactly about to move for you."

"Alright," he panted, pulling away from her. "I'm gonna need you to get in the back."

"And for what exactly?" she arched her eyebrows.

"So I can fuck you senseless." He stated lamely. "Get out of the truck."

"Now?"

"Now."

"But Danny-" she gestured to their surroundings. Although they weren't at Danny's parent's house yet, Danny knew these streets like the back of his hand. He'd been quite the little rebel when he was growing up; trying to live up to his brother's status within Tanglewood and as a result, he knew all the best places to hide and only have a small possibility of getting caught. And so, as a result of his rebellion, they were currently parked behind a disused laundry-mat.

"No-one comes up here. Nobody's been here in years, Linds."

"Except you?"

"Except us." He rolled his eyes. "But people don't come here for this kinda thing at this time. Trust me."

Lindsay pursed her lips together as she observed him. She then decided that she did in fact trust him and opened up her passenger side door and shook her head, muttering to herself that she couldn't believe she was about to do this.

Thanking his lucky stars, Danny jumped out of the car excitedly and opened what usually was Lucy's door and tossed her booster seat in the trunk of the car.

"Really?" Lindsay smirked as she stood at the other side of the truck with the door opened.

"Damn right." He said, "Get in."

Lindsay shook her head and smirked as she climbed into the back seat and shut the door behind her. "All I'm gonna say is I'm glad we've got tinted windows."

"Just pretend you're in that carriage in Titanic."

"Can I also pretend I'm with Leo Dicaprio?"

"Funny." Danny snorted sarcastically as he leant forwards and pressed the lock button on the door of the driver's side. "I'll just pretend you're-"

"Think very carefully about the end of that sentence," she warned him as her fingers hovered over the hem of her casual maternity dress as she contemplated pulling it over her head.

"I'll just pretend you're thinkin' of me, and not Leo Dicaprio." He smirked.

"Nice." She rolled her eyes as she pulled the dress over her head. "Lose the pants."

"Bossy."

"Horny." She corrected.

"Did I mention I love it when you're pregnant?" Danny asked as he removed his jeans.

"Numerous times." She giggled as she pulled her leggings down her legs.

"What even are those?" Danny implored as he picked up the elasticy piece of clothing.

"Comfortable is what they are. Problem?"

"No problems." He shook his head as he dropped the leggings on the floor. "None at all. Whatever makes you feel comfortable, sweetheart."

"I thought so." She smirked as she unclipped her bra. "Shirt off."

"I'm workin' on it." He scoffed at her as he pulled his shirt over his head.

"Work faster." She growled at him.

"Will you just shut up for two minutes?" he implored. "Otherwise I'm givin' you a reason to shut it."

"I dare you."

"Challenge accepted." He smirked as he grabbed her hand and pulled her onto his lap. In the time he'd taken to remove his shirt, she'd removed her panties and was currently only sporting a flirty smile and a blush to her cheeks.

"You're so sexy." He whispered against her neck as he placed sensual kisses to her favourite place.

Her hand went to his rapidly growing erection and he groaned as she gripped him firmly; positioning him at her centre.

"You're not messin'." He bit his lip.

"Definitely not." She said, sinking her hips down, taking his length inside of her. "So good."

With the constrictive space the back seat offered and Lindsay's pregnant stomach, Danny was finding it awkward to really fuck Lindsay in the way he needed to. He needed to feel her tremble in his arms, and he wanted to hear her cry. Deciding the only way to do that would be to free himself from the confines of the seat, he gripped onto her hips and held her close as he turned them, pinning her to the seat, where he'd previously been sitting.

"Remember, tell me if I'm hurtin' you." He said as a way of preparing her before he thrusted within her, somewhat roughly. The new position enabled him to hit the spots within her that warranted the moans from her. Hearing her guttural whimpers he felt the fire ignite in his stomach.

"Harder." She whispered as she gripped onto his arms that were pressing against the seat.

He hooked her legs underneath his arms and pressed them further apart from one another, giving him a better leverage, while still ensuring she was comfortable with a look he'd perfected over the years. He lowered his gaze and caught her eye contact for a moment or two, asking her silently if she was okay, and more times than not, she gave him a small smile that told him everything he needed to know: full steam ahead.

He drove into her with no qualms and could feel her already trembling in anticipation for what was going to hit her. Her hand shot out and pressed against the window as the other scrambled for something to grip onto on his back. Her efforts were fruitless and instead she squeezed her fingers into the cushion of the seat beneath her.

"Fuck!" she cried, desperate to omit the sounds he was purposefully trying to gain from her.

He pressed her legs slightly further apart once more and he bit his lip as he felt the lubrication between the two of them. They hadn't done it in a car very often – having only purchased their own car recently. There had been one particularly memorable time in Montana on one of their visits, and another when they'd loaned one of the avalanches from work for one reason or another, and had ended up somehow having sex in the driver's seat – but they'd vowed and declared it wouldn't happen again out of fear that Mac would run an ALS light over it upon it's arrival in the depot and they'd be busted. And with the noises that Lindsay was currently making, Danny was now regretting not getting a car for them sooner.

"I'm so close," she uttered, her knuckles turning white as she squeezed the cushion beneath her. "Keep goin'."

"I will." He breathed against her lips.

"Don't stop." She rolled her head back as she bit her lip, "Whatever you do, don't stop. This feels so good."

"I'm gonna make you feel even better than I did last night," He uttered the words as the breath hitched in his throat.

"Right there." Lindsay whimpered.

"Here?" he pressed further, deeper into her.

"Right there." She called out to him, her eyes closed as he sunk her teeth further into her lip. "Fuck!"

"Open your eyes," he whispered in her ear, despite the intensity of their rhythm.

"Why?"

"Because I wanna see the look in your eyes."

Crying out and gripping to his chest, Lindsay shuddered in his arms, indicating she was so close to her orgasm. Determination in his eyes now, he pressed her firmly against the seat as he increased his rhythm even more so. Although usually he'd help her over the edge with some gentle nudging right where she liked it, he figured that in this instance, she'd make it there on her own. And it'd be more explosive and unpredictable as a result.

"I'm- I'm- I'm gonna-"

And just as he'd desperately wanted her to, he could feel her trembling in his arms as her orgasm hit her full force. She cried out in desperation and passion as her innermost intimate areas contracted around Danny's throbbing erection as he maintained his rhythm as she exploded around him.

Although he could tell she was exhausted and satisfied, as soon as her high had ceased, he could feel her meeting him half way with his thrusts, creating a friction and sensation that drove Danny close to completion. She sunk her teeth into her lip as she watched the beads of sweat collect on his forehead from his exertion.

She raised her body up from the seat and positioned herself right by Danny's ear. She breathed "Fuck me good, Danny." into his ear; leaving him almost unable to function.

"I swear, one of these days you're gonna kill me." He panted against her as he sunk his teeth into her shoulder. "You and your dirty mouth; you're so sexy, Montana."

"Harder." She demanded with a plea.

Finding his second wind, he adhered to her demands and could feel the coil in his stomach wind up to the point where it was about to snap. Providing her with the same warning as she had with him, he managed to utter the words, "I'm- I'm gonna-" before he exploded within her, filling her with everything he had as he came down from his high.

As they caught their breath, Lindsay relaxed against the seat as he leant his forehead against her's.

"I can't believe we actually pulled over." Lindsay bit her lip as she fought for breath. "Nor can I believe we actually just had sex in the car."

"You left me with no choice; it was either me pulling over or me crashing the car."

"Well, you started it."

"Actually, you started it baby, I just finished you." He smirked as he pressed a kiss to her lips as he pulled out of her and began redressing. "Good and proper if I do say so myself."

"Alright, alright." Lindsay rolled her eyes as she pulled her panties and leggings back up her legs. "Jesus, as if last night wasn't enough."

"Hey, it's been a long long time since we last had sex in the car."

"And in broad daylight." Lindsay implored as she readjusted her bra.

"Just think if someone we knew had been patrolling and decided to check the car out; they would'a got one hell of a shock... Imagine if it was Flack!" Danny grimaced.

"Like Flack would have been patrolling in a neighbourhood in Staten Island." She blushed as she fluffed her bangs and smoothed down her wayward hair.

"Hey… you never know."

"Well, I for one am glad he wasn't." She scoffed before pulling her dress over her head. "He'd never look at us the same. He doesn't know we're so kinky."

Danny smirked as he fastened his jeans button. "I gotta admit, the element of getting caught was pretty hot."

"So clearly this is something we add to the list."

"Most definitely." Danny smirked. "Make it a weekly thing if you want. Daily if there's time."

"Funny." Lindsay rolled her eyes as she pressed a kiss to his lips. "We better go get her."

"Yeah, I guess." Danny resigned as he leant forwards and unlocked the car from the driver's side. The temperature between them had left the windows a little steamed up. Lindsay opened her door first and blew a kiss in Danny's direction as he pulled Lucy's booster seat from the trunk as he reassembled it in her seat.

"As good as new." Danny smirked as he wiggled the booster seat one last time. He got out of the car and rounded the driver's side. As he jumped in and restarted the engine from where it had been in neutral, he looked over to Lindsay. She had a healthy and happy glow to her cheeks and her smile was stretching across her face.

"What you lookin' at?" she turned and smiled at him.

"You." He returned the smile as he took her hand over the console between them. "You're beautiful."

"What, with my sex tousled hair and red cheeks? Sure… real beauty here, Danny."

"Hey, I'll have you know your hair looks like that because my fingers were tangled in it when you were close to the edge and I didn't wanna let you go… and that blush you've got on your cheeks, it's because you and I just made love, ok? So yeah, you are beautiful."

Lindsay blinked at him, her eyes soft and loving. "When you put it like that…"

Danny smiled as he squeezed her hand and placed the gear into drive. "You ready to get the munchkin?"

"So ready." Lindsay smiled.

There we have another M rated chapter. forgot to mention that before... whoops sorry, not sorry. hahaha. hope you guys liked this one. Drop me a review if you did. I'd love to hear from you. thanks for reading :)